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Jomblo dan nostalgia tentang Bandung :D

Teh Yanti benar, makin tua, emang kita demennya nostalgia :p. Kalau si teteh lagi bernostalgia tentang kuliah di Eropa, saya justru lagi demen bernostalgia tentang Bandung, gara2 habis nonton film Jomblo. *eh, omong2 saya lupa, naroh VCD nya di mana :(* Saya baca novel karangan Aditya ini beberapa tahun yang lalu waktu masih di Jakarta. Tapi rupanya setelah di Pittsburgh, film yang diadaptasi dari novel yang sama ini bikin saya lebih ngakak nangis2 karena kangen sama Bandung, hehehe.

Sebenernya nggak ada yang terlalu istimewa dari film ini. Ceritanya persis dengan yang di novel, akting pemain2nya juga nggak terlalu istimewa. Tapi mulai dari logat dan settingnya di Universitas Negeri Bandung, di mana populasi konon cuma cewek cuma 7% (udah termasuk kucing betina), bener2 bikin saya kangen. Ada angkot kuning putih nya Panghegar - Dipati Ukur yang dulu sering banget jadi andalan saya, penjual gorengan yang nongkrong di depan Gerbang Ganesha, dan kelakuan-kelakuan para cowok waktu ngejar cewek, persis kayak kelakuan sobat2 cowok saya waktu kuliah dulu (piss man, hihihi :p).

Karakter yang digambarkan Adit pun pas banget, bener2 mewakili aneka ragam cowok di kampus. Ada Olip, yang digambarkan sebagai lulusan sekolah asuhan militer tapi kenalan sama cewek aja gak pernah berani, ada Doni anak gaul, ada si anak dalang yang Jawaaa banget (hihihi, ini no offense loooh, wong saya juga sering diledek medok gak ilang2 :p), ada Agus yang nyunda pisan, ada juga cowok yang suka sok heboh dan SKSD.
Iseng2 tadi saya coba nge-google tentang film ini, dan bermunculanlah berbagai kritik tentang karakter2 yang dianggap tidak dibangun dengan kuat. Tapi saya tetep ngakak sih, hahaha.

Gimana Bandung dan ITB sekarang ya? Yang saya tau cuma bahwa Student Center lama sudah diruntuhkan dan sudah dibangun gedung baru. Apa angkot Panghegar - Dipati Ukur masih lewat Jalan Ganesa? Apa kabar warung2 gudeg sepanjang jalan Ganesha? Rasanya dulu nikmat banget makan di situ. Apa boulevard masih serindang dulu? Hmmm, time flies eh. I was 1996, and now 2007. Nggak kerasa, sudah lebih dari 10 taun yang lalu, sejak saya pertama kali jatuh cinta sama bougenville yang menghias kampus saya.

Weleh, udah tua bener ya saya. Meminjam istilahnya Gede, rekan kerja saya. Wong tuwaa wong tuwa =)) Dan ngakaklah kita, mentertawakan diri sendiri yang makin tua ini, hahaha.

Comments

Harno Leonardus said…
Rindu berat nih ceritanya? ehm....sama dong!
Anonymous said…
huehehehe.. nostalgia Bandung ya?

buat aku sih Bandung itu ga pernah bisa dilupain. tapi yaa.. itu aku, yang dari lahir tinggal di Bandung. tapi ternyata buat kamu juga ya? :)

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